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Becca smiled, seeing the passion in the team still burned hot. They weren't as active as they used to be, but at the first sign of a child in danger, they guys reverted right back to where they'd been years ago. They were ready to put their lives on the line and take on the world to make sure children were safe and pedophiles couldn't keep hurting kids. She loved them for that. What they did might not be legal, but they'd saved thousands of kids from being raped by what they'd done over the years. The men and women they took down didn't stop with just one or two kids. They would have continued hurting them if the team hadn't stopped them. She had no doubts that they'd do the same now if they had the chance.
"What do we have on Lenora and her family?" Noam asked Becca.
"Faith is talking to her now and taking notes. I promised to make her breakfast while they talked." Becca lifted her mug. "I'm just caffeinating first."
"You're cooking for us?" Kasey looked up with a hopeful gleam in his eyes.
"Nah, just the girls." She laughed. "Of course, I'm cooking for everyone. First, I need to see what we have available, but I'm thinking I should be able to at least pull off pancakes or something. I'll make a grocery list later and have stuff delivered later today."
"When it's delivered, let the staff or the guys move it inside. I don't want Faith, Lenora, or you to be seen by anyone, even a delivery driver. As far as Vegas is concerned, the three of you left town yesterday."
"Understood." She thought his worry was a little overboard, but she'd learned long ago not to argue with him. Everything he did was to keep her safe and she loved him for that.
"I'm always late to the party." Trenton walked in.
Becca turned and poured him a cup of coffee. "You only missed them making fun of me." She handed him the steaming brew.
"We aren't making fun of you. We're recruiting you to our favorite NFL team," Kasey teased.
"Oh, you got the video? Let me see it." Trenton kissed her cheek before moving toward the table so he could see the laptop.
Becca sighed. "Maybe now that you see what I can do, you guys will show me a little respect."
"Aren't you supposed to be cooking?" Xander grinned.
Becca gasped.
"I'm kidding." Xander held up his hands. "Seriously, I'm joking."
"You better be." She playfully glared back at him. "But you're right. Our little girl will be hungry. I should get to work." She started searching the kitchen for everything she would need. The options were slim, but she did find pancake mix and syrup.
"So are we going to get the brother today?" Trenton asked.
"Tonight, if we can find him." Bryon glanced up. "I'm waiting on Parson to talk to his source at CPS. It's early yet. The offices don't even open until nine. If he can get us a location, I'm fine giving the order to go in and take him. We can be in and out in minutes, and hopefully, they won't know he's gone until morning. If it's like most foster homes, there won't be a ton of security to deal with. We'll get a layout of the house from Lenora and know what room we need to get into. Once we have a location, I'll send a team over to do some recon and we can see what we're up against. Our biggest hurdle is the risk of waking up any other boys in the bedroom. I do want confirmation Andy is there before we go in. He could have been moved by now. Boys his age are in high demand, and I can't imagine they'll let him sit around waiting for a legit adoption if they've already taken his sister."
"Archer and I can hack into the satellite systems later and see how many people are in the home," Carter offered. "I've made sure everything here is secure. The only thing I don't like is we're all unarmed."
"We're not, but I'm waiting on Danny's head of security to get back here so he can let me see what Danny has around. Whatever we take, it can't come back on him if we get caught. So I need to know for sure what's registered to him and what isn't. I'll have guns for us before we go out," Bryon promised. "I've also arranged several rental vehicles so we aren't driving Danny's. He's nice enough to let us stay here, but I don't want this shit touching him. The cars were rented under a business name that can't be tracked back to any of us. They should be here by noon."
As Becca cooked, she wondered how Bryon kept track of everything. He'd always been one step ahead, thinking about what they might need before the rest of the team even realized they needed it. She set the pan on the burner and turned it on, ready to start making a few dozen pancakes so everyone could eat. He kept the team safe, and she made sure they didn't starve.
"Marshall just messaged me." Xander stepped away from the table. "He said there is another auction set up for Wednesday night. The same group that auctioned off Lenora. He's trying to track a location, but so far he's hit a dead end. He said there are seven girls and three boys up for auction this time."
"I can help him. I know how they set up those auctions." Trenton set his empty cup on the counter.
"Are you sure you want to get involved with this?" Bryon asked.
"I don't have a choice. If we can find out where they're holding the kids, maybe we can save them. I'm not digging through videos. I'll just help him track a location if I can. I'll be okay." Trenton didn't sound as sure as he probably hoped he did.
"Eat first." Becca piled two pancakes on a plate and handed it to him. "Butter and syrup are over there. Silverware is in the third drawer." She pointed, then reached for his coffee cup and filled it again.
"Thanks." Trenton took the plate, slathered the pancakes with butter and syrup, then took his coffee and the plate into the large dining room where he'd have room to eat.
Once he was out of the room, Becca met Bryon's gaze. "Watch him," she said softly.
Bryon nodded.
Becca sighed as she turned back to the stove and tried to concentrate on the food and not on what getting online to hunt pedophiles might do to Trenton's mental state. He'd come a long way since he'd been taken, but he wasn't healed. She wasn't sure you ever really healed after something like that. Even Faith still had nightmares and it had been years since she'd been taken.
